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Entries Tagged as 'Ecofeminist Musings'

The Whore Diaries

July 2nd, 2008 · No Comments

“Aw,” She says. “Poor baby girl, you’ve worked yourself half to death.” “Mmhmm,” I nod sleepily, I have worked every day since I got to Alaska. It’s noon and I have to get up, even though I just got here and fell asleep in the driveway a few hours ago. Healer heard my alarm going […]

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Tags: Ecofeminist Musings · stories


June 14th, 2008 · No Comments

I call her first, when I cross into cell phone land. Of course I do. She is my sanity, my guru, my mother figure. A million times she’s birthed my changing with her words, and now she lays in a bed in a big scary city and I roam the world in my van home, […]

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Eighteen Months of Van Dwelling: Evolution

April 30th, 2008 · 16 Comments

I’ve been living in my Chevy Astro for eighteen months now. I think it is the longest I have lived in one dwelling ever, except for the time I accidentally bought a house and was stuck for four years. The beauty of it is, that in eighteen months in one dwelling I’ve driven seventy something […]

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Tags: Ecofeminist Musings · Van Living

Return to Faery (fuck capitalism)

April 30th, 2008 · No Comments

I woke up the other day with the total intention of driving north. That’s what made sense, to go where the money is, if not good, at least consistent. But Helga didn’t want to go north. She wanted to go west. I stood in the sand and spun in circles until I got dizzy and […]

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Tags: Ecofeminist Musings · stories · The day-to-day of it all

If everyone ate this way, there would be no disease…

April 28th, 2008 · No Comments

Darcy finished her nutrition thesis, which is about the nutritional needs of pregnancy. Part of it is a meal plan, which provides all the nutrition you could possibly need to live and not get sick, plus a few extra calories for pregnancy. If you’re at all interested in food, you should go to Darcy’s blog and […]

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Tags: Ecofeminist Musings · Wild Food

Cooing Epiphanies

March 30th, 2008 · No Comments

Katies dog, Mutt, is trained in Algonquin. She says the prettiest words to him. Wendiha, mostly. (I’m sure I’m spelling that entirely wrong). She says “coo! coo!” sometimes too. Like an owl or a mama buffalo, but faster. I thought it meant hurry, at first, because she always said it when she was holding the […]

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Tags: Ecofeminist Musings · The day-to-day of it all · Van Living

Stripping, Class, and The Secret

March 25th, 2008 · No Comments

When I was a kid things were really simple. People with running water and jobs were Stupid Rich People, and you felt a little disdainful of them because they were stupid enough to spend their lives working so that they could spend their money like sheep. Running water, junk food, new clothes. We didn’t need […]

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Tags: Ecofeminist Musings · Stripping

How to Dumpster Dive

March 24th, 2008 · 10 Comments

There was a whole dumpster diving culture where I grew up, so much that the stores started locking their dumpsters. It was okay, though, we stole their keys and made copies of them. I lived in a bookstore then. A few of us did, it wasn’t radical or anything, we were just homeless and the […]

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Tags: Ecofeminist Musings · Van Living · Wild Food


March 19th, 2008 · No Comments

aquinas never understood why he masturbated every morning with those devil women witches in his head. if he would have heard us in her truck at midnight on the steel city overpass proving the pi fibbonaci sequence in the spiraling of hips, in the serpent woman dance of the ancients, he would have seen god […]

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Tags: Ecofeminist Musings · stories

I'm a Beaver Goddess

March 11th, 2008 · No Comments

Jonna and I (and some other people) were talking about killing beavers and eating their yummy tails. Beavers are the yummiest animals, but also the sweetest most balanced human-like animals. If you watch them they never waste a single stick or reed, and they communicate verbally like little children do. They live in small family […]

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